Smell Ya Later, West Virginia!

After a week at my cabin, and with no luck with finding vet appointments nearby within a reasonable amount of time, it was time to take this show on the road!

I had found a vet nearby my place in Maryland that could get all three cats in to be seen and that seemed the best bet to get them their shots, dewormed and on some treatments for their upper respiratory infections. 

Unfortunately, now that I've educated myself a bit more on what is most likely the cause of all of their ailments (more on that later) I'm disappointed in the veterinary care that we received from this practice. Just a round of amoxicillin was not going to be sufficient and the Twins most likely needed some antivirals, which we would uncover after they were adopted and saw another vet practice since the were still congested and sick. 

I would have preferred to take them to my own vet practice but not unlike many vets in the area, they are backed up on getting appointments up to 6-8 weeks. 

So, we won't be going back to that vet practice again in the future.   

The good news is that the amoxicillin did help somewhat and Miss Sass (the black girl) was never as sick as the two bonded tabbies. So, getting her on an antibiotic treatment, dewormed, and with her needed shots meant that she could in turn get spayed. Which meant that she could also be adopted. 

I also recognized that I suck at sexing cats because I thought the tabbies were boys. Nope, girls. Sorry I misgendered you, kitties! :-) 

Where I did luck out was in finding a place to have them spayed. Montgomery County Humane Society could get me right after the Thanksgiving holiday. Which was good news because the other fear was that Miss Sass was pregnant (spoiler alert: she was not) and while kittens are lovely, the thought of have even more cats to foster and find homes for was a daunting proposition. 

The other positive piece of news is that all three cats' lab results came back negative for feline leukemia and FIV. Whew! 

Again showing my naivete, it didn't occur to me that any of the cats would poo in their carriers while taking the trip from the cabin to back to my house in Maryland. Again, I've never had a cat that would do that. Cry and be upset? Yes. Let 'er rip in the carrier? Nope. And unfortunately, the first to do so did jus that only about 15 minutes into the car ride. We had an hour and 15 minutes to go. There was nothing I could do; we couldn't pull over for me to clean them up because god forbid they were to get loose on the side of the road. Instead, we motored, I focused, and this was a lesson learned on cat transport going forward. But in general, poo is a constant theme with these cats and it seems to go with the territory. I'm getting slightly desensitized...slightly. :-)